My mother settled me to sleep under
a Bakelite radio, so I fell
in love with the tone morning noon and night.
I kept a pad and pen to catch the words
of Stranger on the Shore when I was ten
but it’s the drums that hypnotise, hold me.
The rhythm, the race towards the rising
chorus gets me deep…and when Springsteen sings
Maria’s Bed, the mix of instruments
entering one at a time takes me off.
Drops of Jupiter…Mississippi. Train’s
laid-back mooosic lays it on, wants looping.
Play playlist dreams – swing on that melody…
sail down lazy rivers, jig in blue grass.
By Irene Cunningham
Poetry Competition Issue 6 – To enter write us a poem on the theme of ‘Spring’ and email your entries to firstname.lastname@example.org or send to 48a Erskine View, Old Kilpatrick G60 5JG by March 30 2018.
The usual rules apply:-
• One entry per person and you must live, work or be part of a group based in West Dunbartonshire to enter
• All poems entered must be your own work
• By entering you give Clydesider Creative Ltd permission to publish your work in print, digital and social media outlets – this in no way infringes your copyright.